The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1887-11-27

Although Will Finch. a Binghamton man,
has boon running tho store here for several
years, he never had the luck to got a shot at o
deer until this fall. He was over on Moose
river with George Squires and q party Of other
good woodsmen when the dogs happened to
put a doe on the runway, where Finch was sta
toned. Finch had been waiting for game for
about three hours, and had become chilled.
He was Tapping his arms vigorously to get up
Articulation Of the blood when he saw coming
down the hollow q little gray form that he
recognized as a deer. Picking up his gun. he
blazed away all in atremble Of excitement, and
then. without throwing in a new cartridge.
started after the animal as fast as he could
run. He says he did this solely with the DELHI
crate intent of getting another shot, but when
he says deliberate" everybody around the
stove roars with laughter, since one Of the
party told how he forgot to throw In q new
cartridge. Instead OF being deliberate he was
suffering from a bad attack OF buck fever.
When this little comedy Of relating his ad-
venture had been acted for perhaps the fifth
time last night. 1t started the rest Of the crowd
to telling buck fever stories.
wills running reminds me OF an Albany
chap l saw up near Jacks Lake one fall, said
Ed Carpenter. Father and I and two more
besides the man from Albany put the dogs out
there one morning, and about an hour later
West Creek before, tho eyes Of the Albany, man
and turned around to look at his trail. There
fha sto sSsp oE haa a gun on, th met e sasef Ri EDd .s SSf ~
said--imported from .England-but 1t didn't
look 1t. it was such a plain, homely thing. Well,
let drive with both barrels at once and never
touched a hair. while the buck went cavorting
he thought he could Catch that buck alive. and,
standing his gun up against q tree, went tear
ing down the = q creek : m After the deer seaEa;, v.s ,..h.,
AMY xn,h t q fls ring TiS o. & iGSTss; chap fhs 9 Sss E Pspe1 us sU 4
They looked the deer over for bucIshot holes.
but there wasn't any there. and 50 when the
Others 9th + e.; came ,S.i around n,nt they tn y cut up upd the as. deer deer and nd
home. For about three miles that Albany fel-
low couldn't talk Of anything but the way that
him. Then one q the mon IA asked him where
he had left that $500 gun. He was the sickest
s sna r sae It |Sr h fnsr a ssG on 1gt ch 1a1se5 T Slm . sase
the other man asked him about it."
par idS,H"'n ma tes4 me- sf fhinI Of ia a fellow fe@ei that ss'e ea na,,
TO our old place, one fal! about election time.
L sh ss Cd e msn and da ano s I n nc ishhiaSv weFa ne so ans
to Black Creek to vote. There was about a
foot ofsnow on the ground hat morning. You
about the old place. This chan says the SHOWS
been been on about long enough, SO that the bears
take q gun along when we 20 out. Nobody OBJ
jected to that, and he loaded a big onusket witt,
powde S!s It tV wssn'3 an an ! aeo IN those hos od days to- %
down Little BLACK Creek as far as Hamlin,s.
man with the gun leadIng.the way. Then, lust
as they expeetsd: . bear appeared. only It
tHese d ,h1 G lss. tnsy Ts isii |SSsiH M. fef; hut s sbe ct
been al right for the man with the gun; he'd
n Nsa ntu n ALI in htnN N q hiO a q -Nst. M
But seeing a bear that looked as big as an OK
to him upset him; The bear sawthem; and
i, and what does that 81 f Tool ID DO ' but ra ies
his gun above his head and shout: A bear! q
osaa Mad ard f. fRs sm ia mas a aad h t!o'ber on. rora
took right after him. and called him all the
and and'I get the the tHnaq away yaiyf from 'f hin. but s he k a,%
right on yelling. A bear! a boar! TIL the brute
SisaPpeared in the brush. Then he got his
idiotr said the old man. putting like he'd got
the 9nn h fo1, snvb rWhat In - did you bring the
"The.' fellow stood there with his mouth open
for 2 minute and the queerest look In his face,
Say: pp5sdy' ii I didn't forget I had a gun.
.h sas's s saFi9 Wit PR RIsI buck ! !sEsn st e tse sea eEia &
t then II" tss as steady saayk and sfaT cG0l as fMrs q chunk FL Of Ice g
r TaeI Rochester r.I man Si in the woods a year : n" as 9
S,il! hSn a sny HE %sH Tf I . as ss sb%. S va d |RFafs!ll' gsR =
DOWN to ioV eat lunch 18th Then. I as Very yn ofts mG hs an.
pens pens q g llnS buck ms s walked P PVT into At view, !
missed nHay; q Hfte course = litti In he bis sai SGn !Fhas w as
ftF sosE q w s&sEstu}f a first at put The q as.r %''h s sSr
small that / might get, the rife. of by. the
square behind the shoulder. when It occurred
TO- t. me that the 49, ball ALL going through there 80 fsE
III drive: WY, / confidently expected to see
what he said but his mind must have worked
R pr srsb bfss If his hs t rtss y inom all tho thstii log. ISe e Gp whoa a
reached tho ground, he had the rifle discharged:
away. IN . . place which proved hat he Shot At
least ~ thirty naHya feet sa. e6 20 sa the i an n a.o,u. s,,,,..
S S.s . sgSs SEsn b ySa sfsEisd that biz one that
"fdqass Know. q ! had The buck fever Very
NOW Ry mouth / had at the h i Sb50e 81 1 pssiin Is R Ssti Than h III !
woods bit, and used to come down to the old
R Tsss td dro@ sup mG shAP oSs 'w sf,e Sp s6reI atom. tbi%ss z
my shoulder. thinking Of nothing In particu-
q much ike thunder as anything else. ! was
and SO / stopped to listen. Ths sou1d
and I was curious to know what II
could be. Climbing up the bank and looking
over. / saw a busting he bear sitting up on his
launches and scratching his head with his paw
right behind the, right ear. Whatever made
him grumble so about It Is more than ! know.
but he was SO much Interested in the digging
that he never heard nor smelled me. With that
/, grabbed my axe In both hands, swung, 1t
above my shoulder. and jumped for him; In
my skin, Just as l ipmped had to yel;..
he got down on all fours and lit out out OF that;
Missed him eleanor Just as good as missed
him. for the axe Just licked his rump as he ran
him II I'd kept my mouth shut"
You had killed bears before 7" said.
Nearly a hundred ] guess. The worst OF 1t
was an internal jay bird sat on q limb over
head and screeched like saw filing when the
bear ran. I've an idea he was laughing at me-
Big Charley Thomas, who has probably killed
more deer than any man OF his years IN this
neighborhood. yawned and said:
TT makes me tired TO think OF 1t. but the
HI, ado fool I ayar did saa In tha xvonda was